Shared No. 92: “Ich hoffe, dass …” (I hope that…) by Rischs Blog

Insights, Tipps

The concept of business growth The use of the regeneration of trees.

Translation: “Hope is not the belief that something will turn out all right,
but the certainty that something is meaningful regardless
how it will turn out.” (cit. Václav Havel)

Václav Havel  (5 October 1936 – 18 December 2011) was a Czech statesman, writer and former dissident, who served as the last President of Czechoslovakia from 1989 until the dissolution of Czechoslovakiain 1992 and then as the first President of the Czech Republic from 1993 to 2003. As a writer of Czech literature, he is known for his plays, essays, and memoirs.

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Hoffnung ist nicht die Überzeugung, dass etwas gut ausgeht,

sondern die Gewissheit,

dass etwas Sinn hat, egal wie es ausgeht.“

Václav Havel

Bild; Von Ondřej Sláma – File:Václav Havel – Freedom and its adversaries conference.jpg, CC BY-SA 3.0,

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Poem No. 133: “Sweet Independence” by an Unknown Author

Gedichte, poems, Uncategorized

every day, take our lives for granted
walking, running, unaware of strife
sometimes without any real purpose
never looking seriously at life

trying to look good in the worlds view
helping people in faraway lands
a blind eye, our societies curse
those less fortunate, our own homelands

trying to live in a world of normal
was only by chance I found her out
close by don’t even know she exists
deserves so much more without a doubt

never reaches out to ask for help
day in day out calmly carries on
each task commits a painstaking chore 
struggling her best, dexterity gone

no matter how hard she finds each step
determination wills itself heard
full independence raises its head
quiet, unobtrusive her preferred

Poem No. 80: “Changing The Past” by Donna

Gedichte, poems, Psychologie, psychology
“Letting Go” – Lantern Festival / Thailand

The past is the past for a reason.
That is where it is supposed to stay,
But some cannot let it go.
In their heads it eats away

Until all their focus becomes
The person they used to be,
The mistakes they made in their life.
Oh, if only they could see

That you cannot change what happened, 
No matter how hard you try,
No matter how much you think about it,
No matter how much you cry.

What happens in your lifetime 
Happens for reasons unknown,
So you have to let the cards unfold. 
Let your story be shown.

Don’t get wrapped up in the negative.
Be happy with what you have been given.
Live for today not tomorrow.
Get up, get out, and start living,

Because the past is the past for a reason.
It’s been, and now it is gone,
So stop trying to think of ways to fix it.
It’s done, it’s unchangeable; move on.

Poem No. 76: “Equipment” by Edgar Guest (born 1881)

Gedichte, poems

Figure it out for yourself, my lad,
You’ve all that the greatest of men have had,
Two arms, two hands, two legs, two eyes,
And a brain to use if you would be wise.
With this equipment they all began,
So start for the top and say “I can.”

Look them over, the wise and great,
They take their food from a common plate
And similar knives and forks they use,
With similar laces they tie their shoes,
The world considers them brave and smart.
But you’ve all they had when they made their start.

You can triumph and come to skill,
You can be great if only you will,
You’re well equipped for what fight you choose,
You have legs and arms and a brain to use,
And the man who has risen, great deeds to do
Began his life with no more than you.

You are the handicap you must face,
You are the one who must choose your place,
You must say where you want to go.
How much you will study the truth to know,
God has equipped you for life, But He
Lets you decide what you want to be.

Courage must come from the soul within,
The man must furnish the will to win,
So figure it out for yourself, my lad,
You were born with all that the great have had,
With your equipment they all began.
Get hold of yourself, and say: “I can.”

Poem No. 65: “Thinking of You” by Nazim Hikmet (Turkey)

Gedichte, poems

Thinking of you
is pretty, hopeful, 
It is like listening to the most beautiful song 
From the most beautiful voice on earth… 
But hope is not enough for me any more, 
I don’t want to listen to songs any more, 
I want to sing.